1st bloom/open action/video/audio

[hatesthefood]

There's a pop, then a splash as a masked brunette fell on his hands and knees in the fountain. A muffled curse could be heard from behind the half-mask before he looked up, reaching up to carefully brush dripping hair from his face before he looked back to make sure he still had his gloves in their best shape.

"... good job. I think I took a wrong turn somewhere."

[ooc: Here's Ken back in the City. His memories are very much subdued and can and will be pulled back to the surface if jogged in the right way.]

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[whatsapersia.livejournal.com]

[And three, two, one...]

...Ken?

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

*there's a pause, then the sound of someone fumbling*

.... okaaaay, this isn't what I should be carrying. Hello?

[whatsapersia.livejournal.com]

You are back.

Where are you, Siberian?

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

... Mamoru?

What do you mean, back?

[whatsapersia.livejournal.com]

In the City.

You don't remember. Stay there.

[Private//Unhackable]

She's Fuu. She was a friend of Umi's.

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

... okaaay.

[whatsapersia.livejournal.com]

[Annnd give him 5 minutes. He's there.]

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

[Have one KB Siberian in full gear, the mask still hiding half of his face as he watched the newcomer.]

I'll be damned. It really is Mamoru Takatori. How's life?

[whatsapersia.livejournal.com]

[Annnnd have one Mamoru, crossing his arms and looking back at him.]

More or less the same. How's England?

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

[Ken has to smile at that, not that Mamoru could see.]

Cloudy sometimes and the food isn't that good. Not too bad otherwise.

[whatsapersia.livejournal.com]

Playing for Manchester United yet?

[Hey he's almost joking!]

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

[That pulls a laugh from him.]

Hardly, though I watch as often as possible. My talents lie elsewhere now, I think.

1/2

[willofthewinds.livejournal.com]

Another one who fell in the fountain.

[willofthewinds.livejournal.com]

Do you need anything? Are you alright?

voice

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Who is this?

voice

[willofthewinds.livejournal.com]

Ah, I'm sorry for forgetting to introduce myself. My name's Hououji Fuu! May I know yours?

voice

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Ken. Can you tell me where I'm at?

voice

[willofthewinds.livejournal.com]

You're in the City. It's a place run by deities that inflict curses to those who are stuck. There is no known escape yet, though.

In any case, it's very nice to meet you, Ken-san.

voice

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

There has to be a way out if there's a way in.

Yeah. Likewise.

voice

[willofthewinds.livejournal.com]

I believe the same way, too. As much as there are answers to questions, there's an exit if there's an entrance.

voice

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Well, I need to get back home since I was kinda in the middle of something when I... left? Got here?

voice

[willofthewinds.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately, like I have said, any way of escaping is still unknown up until now. It is still a huge mystery how the City works in pulling and sending people from and to their homes. I'm sorry, Ken-san.

voice

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Maaan, Aya's gonna be grumpy with me if I don't show up. Great.

Hey, it's just Ken, okay?

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

7 only because the self-awareness ruins the image.

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Excuse me?